by Deborah Quinn | Jan 20, 2012 | Abu Dhabi, environment, me my own personal self
Husband and the boys took me for a little birthday dinner tonight: it was family dinner, which means we went somewhere that serves chicken pressed into shapes no self-respecting chicken would acknowledge. Tomorrow night, friends have offered to babysit the boys so...
by Deborah Quinn | Nov 20, 2011 | Children, family, growing up, Kids, Parenting
I’m the mother of two boys. Sometimes this fact seems like karmic revenge for a crime I didn’t know I committed in a past life. How can I be the mother of boys? I mean, does a tomato plant suddenly sprout beans? Two days ago, Liam turned eleven, so I’ve been thinking...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 24, 2011 | Children, Feminism, food
I like to cook but I’m a crappy baker. Baking is science: I got a D in first-year bio in college. Precision (which baking requires) is just not my thing. But today is Caleb’s birthday; I don’t know how or where to find a store-bought cake in Abu...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 23, 2011 | Abu Dhabi, Children, growing up
Dear Caleb Today you turn seven. You’re the first person in our family to have a birthday in our new Abu Dhabi life and it seems appropriate that it should be you, because after your father, you were the one most excited about coming here. I’m sorry there...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 1, 2011 | family, Parenting
My mom turned seventy exactly a week ago. Seventy! She doesn’t look seventy, or act seventy—whatever that means these days—but nevertheless, that’s what the calendar says, so that’s what she must be. She’s got mixed feelings about hitting this milestone—or rather,...
